Invitation Card For Death Anniversary

June crackle Aute

Then came winter. And the crackling leaves on the ground.

I wonder what my destiny.

But I see no signal, or the sky or at the bottom of my pockets.

the streets horror shown in the opposite of luxury cars, the expensive clothes, clean smile of innocent girls.

curious that I have that lens sees what others fear to see. I have no optical zoom. Or digital. No need.

From your balcony is all green. Trees. The lawns cut. Tough men. Kids who want to be men.

Amidst all this we are sitting watching a quiet and lazy river.

Despite the winter, everything is still green. Green Hope?

Red blood, passion, anger ...

let me navigate the dark clear water of their lives just to tell me that I have no way out.

Living a lie, live a lie, knowing it's a lie.

I keep wondering about my destiny, but nobody knows anything. I do not believe in fate, is a lie.

Let facing the horizon, life goes on, goes even close our eyes.

is about to rain, let us, in the air is warmer.

Cervical Mucus Looks Like Snot

"What
outer space known .... what time it was or not yet ...
planets that rain has fallen here I am, preaching
that have come ?.
That though no question of asking permission,
by stepping on the same floor vertigo,
not targeted to a heart without
firing warning so suddenly and so precise ...
WHO ARE YOU?.
I assure you I do not want me
strong in any case I believe you panicked.
do not know if you are the harbinger of the fate
or otherwise come to give me death ...
but you will be rain or sleet water ...
how not to drink when you tell me baby?,
that thirst fades and is shorter
while
years pass and no rain.
WHO ARE YOU?